I met you in the most beautiful years 【12】Meet again at the funeral, this is yours
His eyes were very deep and deep, falling on her face, seeming to be able to pierce her mask of disguise and see her truest and rebellious soul.
Especially the playfulness in his eyes, which seemed to be filled with contempt, made her feel inexplicably embarrassed.
In the blink of an eye, Ye Hehuan's expression returned to normal. She looked back at him pretending to be calm, staring into his dark pupils, slightly raising the corners of her lips, with a faint smile against the black and white tones of the funeral scene.
It shows that it is not the maturity that a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old should have.
The cat eyes with raised eyelids are mixed with provocative style.
The man didn't expect her to look back like this, and was quite surprised, but it only lasted for a moment, and then he didn't stay any longer and followed the man Shi Shiran away.
Ye Hehuan didn't look away until the tall figure completely disappeared around the corner of the corridor.
However, her mood became very bad, like a ball of wool that was messed up by a cat's claws. She couldn't figure out a clue. She was a little flustered and a little anxious.
After looking around, she saw no acquaintances around. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't want to stay in this low-pressure place anymore and quietly slipped out of the funeral home.
Ye Hehuan found an inconspicuous corner, took out his mobile phone, hesitated for a while, but still sent a text message to Yan Yu.
【Did you work overtime today?】
She held the phone and waited for more than ten minutes, but got no reply.
Staring at the content of the text messages he sent, Ye Hehuan thought of his tired voice yesterday, thought about it, and sent another message - [Remember to have dinner and go to bed early.]
Since Yan Yu went to Ottawa, the topics between them have become less and less, and she is not stupid enough to not notice this subtle change.
She thought it might be because they were together less and separated more.
She had already planned this trip back. She would fly directly to Ottawa to visit Yan Yu and have a heart-to-heart relationship before returning to Vancouver.
As soon as he thought about having a two-person world with Yan Yu, Ye Hehuan's gloomy mood was swept away.
She looked around to make sure there was no one, took out a lighter and a cigarette, lit it, and was about to smoke when Yin Lian's voice came from behind her.
"Hehuan!"
When Ye Hehuan turned around, he hurriedly hid the cigarette behind his back: "What...what are you doing?"
"Nothing's wrong." Yin Lian was wearing a black pleated skirt with a waistband, her long hair was tied up, and she was wearing a gauze hat. She was intellectual and gentle.
Yin Lian caught Ye Hehuan's panic, looked behind her, and saw nothing strange. She twitched the corners of her lips and said, "Your grandpa is anxious to see you, so I'll come out and look for you."
"Oh." Ye Hehuan glanced at her and said lightly: "I'll go in right away."
Yin Lian nodded, and did not act out a stepmother's loving drama with her. Before turning around and leaving, she told her where Mr. Han was in the room.
Ye Hehuan stamped out his cigarette on the ground before following him. When passing by the parking lot, he caught a glimpse of a military green off-road vehicle.
I couldn't help but take a second look.
This car gave her a familiar feeling, and it was not a good feeling.
"Whose car is that?" Ye Hehuan followed closely and walked to Yin Lian's side, asking casually.
Yin Lian followed the direction of her finger and saw the Wrangler, and said, "Oh," "That should be the one Zhong Xiao drove just now."
Just when Ye Hehuan was about to ask, "Who is Zhong Xiao?" someone in front called Yin Lian's name.
"You go find your grandpa yourself, I won't go there." After saying that, Yin Lian ran over to help, with a soft voice: "What's the problem?"
Back then, when Mr. Han learned about what Yin Lian had done, he was so angry that he drove Yin Lian out of the Han family.
But Yin Lian is very resourceful. Her relationship with other members of the Han family has become better and better over the years. She even goes to the Han family every two days to beg Mr. Han's forgiveness, doing everything from washing, cooking and mopping the floor.
Ye Hehuan felt that Yin Lian could write a novel titled "On How to Become a Successful Mistress in the New Era".
By then it should be selling well in both sides of the Taiwan Strait and three places.
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Walking to the door of the lounge, Ye Hehuan hesitated again.
Back then, before she left the country angrily, her grandfather went to the hospital to see her. At that time, she hurt the old man with the harshest words. She accused him of why he wanted to marry a second wife, and why he even asked for oil bottles like the garbage recycling station. She
He even said that he was the culprit of everything and even greeted everyone in the Han family.
I'm afraid this is why when Yin Lian moved into the Ye family later, the rest of the Han family didn't speak much for their mother and daughter.
She spoke so harshly at that time that she was afraid she would offend them all.
Later, she lived alone abroad. During the holidays, she was only accompanied by a nanny who took care of her. Especially in the past two years, whenever she thought about her extreme behavior when she was young, she not only regretted it, but also became more and more unsure of how to face it again.
The frustrated grandfather, like an ostrich, avoided contact with the Han family.
"Do you need me to knock on the door for you?" A sarcastic female voice sounded nearby.
Ye Hehuan turned his head and saw Ye Jingyu. He put away his complicated emotions, walked to the door, held the doorknob in his hand, and suddenly turned back: "No one is allowed to enter, including dogs."
"Ye Hehuan, who are you scolding?" Ye Jingyu turned dark and raised her voice angrily.
Ye Hehuan's cat eyes were curved: "Did I tell you? Why are you so excited?"
When Ye Jingyu found out that she was wearing a condom, she was angry and ashamed. She knew that she couldn't defeat her, so she pointed at Ye Hehuan's nose angrily: "You, you -"
What responded to her was the door slamming shut.
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The lounge was very quiet, with only occasional conversations.
Ye Hehuan came in because he was angry with Ye Jingyu. In fact, he was not mentally prepared. He turned the door handle and wanted to go out, when he heard a familiar and powerful voice.
"Since I didn't ask for family leave, I can only rest for a few days and then leave."
Every word hit Ye Hehuan's heart and stopped her from leaving.
She walked inside——
An old man was sitting in a wheelchair with a blanket covering his legs. The wrinkled eyelids made Ye Hehuan's nose sore. He clenched his curved fingers tightly and dug his nails into his palms. He hesitated and hesitated. When the other party noticed that he was looking over,
She still curled her lips and called with a smile: "Grandpa, I'm back."
There is no regrets, crying, and no resentment from six years ago. Just like a child returning home from an outing, his smile is clean and clear.
When Mr. Han saw her, his body stiffened for a moment, his lips pursed, but his eyes became kind.
Ye Hehuan took a deep breath, kept the smile on his face, walked over, squatted down next to the old man, put his hands on Mr. Han's legs, raised a smile, and the girl's voice was sweet and moving: "I have been away for so long, there are
Didn't you miss me?"
In the past few years, although Mr. Han would try his best to get photos of Ye Hehuan in Vancouver, the real person stood in front of him, looking at his granddaughter who was getting longer and more beautiful. He was so excited that he couldn't speak, and his raised hand was held by
Suddenly, she smiled like a flower: "You won't forget me, will you?"
"Nonsense, you are my granddaughter, how could I forget you?!" Mr. Han spoke with a dissatisfied tone, and his eye circles turned red.
He touched her face: "You have lost weight. Did you not eat well when you were abroad?"
"How could it be?" Ye Hehuan raised his arm: "Look, how strong it is. I'm not someone who would wrong myself."
Mr. Han nodded with a smile, as if remembering something, looked behind Ye Hehuan and said: "Zhongxiao, this is Sister Jingqiu's child, Huanhuan."
When she came over just now, she saw a silhouette on the sofa with neatly trimmed hair and tall, broad shoulders.
After listening to his grandfather's words, Ye Hehuan turned his head out of curiosity. What caught his eye was the man's long legs and straight trousers. His eyes continued upward——
He is wearing a black suit, which is deep and serious, but not old-fashioned. He also has big hands resting on his knees, with prominent knuckles and a nice outline.
It seems like I have seen these hands before somewhere.
Ye Hehuan saw that face clearly, especially when she met those familiar black eyes. Many things flashed through her mind, including the military green Wrangler under the shade of the trees late at night, and her innocent and shy self on the roadside of the community.
The smile, and the provocative and charming gaze just now... came all at once, catching her off guard.
Grandpa patted her shoulder gently and said in a kind voice: "Huanhuan, this is Jingqiu's husband, your uncle."
Their eyes met for only a moment, Ye Hehuan calmly moved his eyes away, turned around and said to Mr. Han with a smile: "Yesterday at home, I heard my aunt talking about my uncle, and I was curious about what happened to my uncle who I had never met before.
You can see it now."
Yu Zhongxiao paused as he picked up the water glass, and heard Han Lao laugh and ask: "Now that I see you, what should I say?"
"My aunt and I are a golden child, a match made in heaven. I will definitely find you such an outstanding grandson-in-law in the future."
"Zhong Xiao, did you hear that this kid is praising you?" Mr. Han was in a very good mood.
Yu Zhongxiao raised his head and smiled at Mr. Han, his deep eyes looked at the child who was talking eloquently. She had a fishbone braid on her forehead, her long hair almost reached her waist, and her eyebrows were curved when she smiled, which was particularly endearing. She suddenly reached out to him:
"Uncle, it's our first time meeting you. Do you have any gifts?"
